She was running her hands all over my back. Then she asked me to remove my shorts. I removed them and was in my underwear which almost open as my pric... was at 90 degrees. She asked me to remove her panty. I slowly removed her panty and smell it. It was kind of musky. She asked me to kneel down and she shifted to the edge of the bed. She parted her legs. her pussy was not visible as it was covered with hair. She told me to bring her razor and cream from her bathroom. I brought it. She asked me. Sometimes it was wired that she always played with my underwear and all the stuffs like she smelled them and touched them whenever possible she was sex crazed her height was 5’8 boobs big round always jumping while she walked , lips totally pouted dick sucking lips to be said , not fat but very very slim with big thighs always wears leggings and shirt whenever she went to mall for shopping , never wore anything bra or soIn marriages she would wear churidar with leggings exposing her thighs ,. The old man was gripping her hair tightly as the younger one behind her continued to slap her bottom. She liked the way it felt as it pounded inside her harder and harder. Suddenly, she felt a wonderful feeling building deep inside her and the most thrilling sensation swept over her body. She couldn’t help but moan around the old man’s cock. Suddenly, the old man moaned and he finally seemed to find a place to rest his cock in her mouth. He gripped her hair tight in his hands. His cock twitched. "But...but it's wrong,I'm not, I'm..." he spluttered. "Yes you are, and yes I am. Feel." Yes, now put your hand underneath, pull my panties down. You want to,don't you? I bet you want to kiss me there, don't you, big boy? To wrapyour lips around me, around my hardness, to taste me there?"Veronica to Lyon:"Yes" I say quietly staring at the hard shaft before me, I reach out witha hand and ever so gently touch the venous prick and look into your eyesso beautiful and feminine with your makeup on.